Tatiana1Williams
He is sour,like a lemon shaped like a remote. He looks at me like he hates me. But he knows I love him and his family. His name is Harry.
A few days later we we're at the park walking, he would not speak to me. I felt like a cat that just got farted in the face by a dog. I got so frustrated at him because I didn't know what was wrong with him. We we got back to our mansion, we went to talk in the kitchen.
When we got to the kitchen. I stared real angry at him.
Then I ate him. It turns out he was rotten so then I got sick inside and I had to poop so much. I threw up constantly and lost my voice. The doctors thought something was way off. So they did a cat scan (I don't know what that is ) they told me I had rotten inside me. I ate baby aspirin for a week straight and I was fine.
Then I pooped out pee I peed out poop I was scared. I died 8 days later because of Respitory problems.